Adultery The Aarogya Wellness and Intimacy Clinic

[prasannas2001]

 

 
Naveen saw the fear in them, and his own desire evaporated, replaced by a wave of fierce protectiveness.
 
It was not the same as the wedding night, not the raw terror, not the animal panic, but it was close enough.
 
Her body went rigid beneath his.
 
Her hands came up between them.
 
Her breath stopped.
 
He pulled back immediately, withdrawing completely from her body and lying down beside her, pulling her into his arms.
 
"Hey. Hey. It's okay."
 
But it wasn't okay.
 
It was the opposite of okay.
 
But he held her close, her back against his chest, his arms wrapped securely around her trembling form.
 
He said nothing, just held her, his cheek pressed against her hair, letting her know with his body that he would wait, that he would not hurt her, that she was safe.
 
The second week, she tried again.
 
She had read something online about taking it slowly.
 
About building up to intimacy in stages.
 
About teaching your body to trust.
 
So she decided to try a different approach: no pressure, no expectations, just touch.
 
She initiated again.
 
She had spent the whole day thinking about it, in the shower, over breakfast, through every meeting at work, while chopping vegetables for dinner.
 
She had read an article online about taking things slowly, about building intimacy in stages, about teaching your body to trust.
 
Don't go straight to the destination, the article said.
 
Let the journey be the point.
 
So she decided to try a different approach.
 
No pressure.
 
No expectations.
 
Just touch.
 
That night, she came to bed without any clothes on.
 
She walked from the bathroom to the bedroom with nothing but a towel, and she let the towel drop at the foot of the bed.
 
The air was cool against her skin, and she felt exposed, vulnerable, her whole body flushing under the weight of her own decision.
 
But she didn't cover herself.
 
She didn't turn away.
 
She climbed under the covers beside him and pressed her body against his, her bare skin against the cotton of his t-shirt, her thigh against his, her breath warm against his neck.